Alice felt that her senses were closed, she could see nothing, and she could not hear anything. She was trapped in the sea of ice and snow, and it was cold and hot for a while, repeated and ruthlessly tortured. It was painful for her.
Until then, she was completely unconscious.
When I was conscious again, it was a heartache on the back of my hand.
"Ah—" She sat up abruptly from the bed, the scared little nurse shook her hand, and her needle was completely poked.
Maxwell frowned, looking at the back of Alice's blood—stained hands, his face sternly: "Go and invite your director."
As soon as the little nurse asked the director, she apologized in a hurry, because Maxwell was so handsome, she patronized and looked at him, so she didn't poke the truth. Alice looked at the little nurse's sob
